In the quaint room, Nian sat up from his bed, muttering to himself. He was about fifteen years old, with a handsome face, but his clear eyes were covered with bandages, as if they were injured.,Upon hearing this, Lin Ling gasped in shock. Although he didn't know why Elder Xin Hai had come to him, he knew very well that this wasn't a good thing. The memories of the past made him even more anxious. When the original owner was twelve years old, there were several playmates in the ancient sect, but unfortunately, they all disappeared inexplicably for some unknown reason later on.,Lin Ling was just an ordinary person. Like his deceased childhood friends, he had no connections, no potential, and no real strength.。
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